CALL ME MAS!

The End of the Story Call Me!

One morning in a pinky-walled room with a picture of hellokitty, there was a little girl who was picking up a blanket of pinky fur.

"Good morning, beautiful Papa." Pras said, who approached his little princess. The little princess who was staring into a mirror and making sure, her dated teeth had started to grow again.

"Morning, Papa." Reply Alishba, and still staring at the large mirror, which was in front of him.

Rhiannon Alishba Nuha, the little girl's name. Which means, girls are beautiful and smart.

"Papa, what are you doing?" Tanya Alishba, who saw her Papa tidying up her study table, and arranging the books, stuffed them into her red bag.

(Papa, what are you doing?)

"Papa's put your book together. Today, you have a painting activity, and later in the day, there is a ballet dance." Pras said casually.

Alishba shook her head and said "I can do it myself, Papa."

(I can do it myself, Papa.)

"I'm worried about Alishba, why always use English. I'm getting dizzy hearing that." The batin Pras who breathed out softly.

Pras approached Alishba, and stared fixedly at her little daughter. Alishba smiled sweetly, and held the face of the Papa.

Both of Pras's hands held both sides of Alishba's arms, then said "Alishba dear, you don't speak English constantly. If you still are, Papa wants to confiscate your tablet. Papa will also forbid you to watch youtube."

"Why? Am I wrong in English?" Alishba asked, pursing her cute lips.

(Why? Am I wrong in English?)

"It's not wrong baby, but your friends sometimes say. Sometimes they don't know what you're saying. That's why you're at school, you don't have any friends. The teacher also said, you like to play alone." Pras calmly replied.

The tiny little face slowly became sad, hearing the words of the Papa. According to Alishba's mind, the Papa had scolded him.

Alisha pouted, then said "Friends have Mama, Alishba doesn't have Mama."

(Friends have Mama, Alishba has no Mama.)

Pras heard that he could not say anything. Pras grabbed the small body, and clenched it tightly.

"Alishba, Papa has said many times. Mama's here, in Alishba's arms. Papa and Mama, dear Alishba. Mama hugs Alishba every day, only Alishba can't see Mama." Pras said calmly.

"Why can't Alishba see Mama?" Ask Alishba.

(Why can't Alishba see Mama?)

"Alishba knows, Papa told Alishba." Pras replied with sadness and tried hard.

Alishba looked at Papa's face, and said "Papa, don't cry. Papa, not a kid."

(Papa, don't cry. Papa, not a child.)

"Papa's not crying, baby. Papa's just a flickering. Try blowing Papa's eyes out." Pras said, and Alishba held the face of the Papa. That cute lip blew Papa's eyes.

Pras smiles at Alisha's behavior. 6-year-old, but very smart. Alishba likes to be alone, and is not good at getting along. But he's very cheerful, when he wants to talk.

Like Britney, who's not very sociable. But if you already know him, you can definitely chat at length.

Britney leaves Pras to give birth to Alishba. Like a sleeping princess, and in her last seconds, closed her eyes, in the arms of her beloved husband.

Britney kissed her son, and gave a beautiful name to the princess.

Yuups!

Alishba's name is a gift from Britney. After that, Britney went to sleep forever. Pras became a single Papa at the age of 25. Until now, Pras had not allowed anyone to tease his feelings. In his heart, there was only the name Britney Rhiannon, his beloved wife.

"Yes Papa, Alishba will play with friends. But, Alishba wants Mama." Alishba said with sorrow.

Pras stroked her little daughter's hair, and smiled sweetly.

"Wash pot. You'll be late." Pras said that shifted the atmosphere.

It was over 6am, and the little girl headed for the bathroom, carrying a small kimono. Pras has prepared warm water, in a special bucket for Alishba to take a bath. Since Alishba attended Kindergarten B, Alishba has been able to bathe herself, and do anything herself. From getting dressed, eating, tidying up toys and more.

But the Papa still could not. Like so, her father arranged the book. But Alishba wouldn't, if her dad tidied up the book, and put it in a bag.

"Alishba, the bathtub." Pras said that waiting for the princess, took a very long bath and still playing with water.

Instead of going out the bathroom, wearing a pink kimono with a picture of hellokitty. Alishba with a sweet smile, then approached the Papa.

"Why come here? Get dressed, honey." Pras.

"Papa, what breakfast do you make?" Alishba asked, with a very adorable voice.

"Papa made your favorite spaghetti." Pras replied and the little one wanted to see, but could not. Because the stove is too high. Pras then said "Darling, let's go hunting in clothes. Papa put your clothes on the bed."

"Okay, Papa." He said and rushed to his room.

Pras shook his head and sometimes thought about his son's behavior patterns. The wife's family said, Alihshba even looks a lot like the character of little Maeva. Either, maybe when his wife was pregnant, had not liked Maeva, or even liked Maeva, the two of them if they met there must be something debated. Maybe because of that, Alishba's behavior became similar to Maeva. Oma Sarah also saw that Alishba was acting adorable, like little Maeva.

"Papa, it's soft." She said, with her cute lips so adorable.

"It's not Papa's fault, but you are grooming for too long. Let's eat. You'll be late for school." Pras Say.

Pras enjoyed his morning coffee. It's 7 in the morning. The little girl was busy eating. School starts at 8 a.m. But still, Alishba wasn't easy. Morning drama is always there, and makes this young Papa anxious.

Pras still lives in orchid castle. Pras bought the house after his wife left. The house had many memories of the wife, and Pras did not want to leave. Miss Ella as the owner of the house, understood the situation Pras, finally gave up her house to buy this young Papa.

Citizens of orchid castle are also increasingly familiar with Pras. After Britney's departure, the mothers stopped stealing glances with Pras. They all felt they had lost Britney, and instead supported Pras who was still a widower. Especially Aksa, Ms. RT, Ms. Mirna and Ms. Betty. Each Pras cannot pick up Alishba, they take turns to pick up Alishba, and take her home.

The eithss! Aksa is married, but she still lives in the orchid castle. His son is one year old. Aksa was like an uncle to Alishba.

Pandu also lives in Jakarta, but is quite far from Pras house. Every now and then Pandu picks up Alishba, and takes her to the amusement park, with his wife and son.

"Well, are you ready?" Tanya Alishba, who was ready with a bag on her back, and lined up a set of painting tools.

(Papa, are you ready?)

"Yes baby's. Come on." Pras replied, who was wearing a helmet, and was sitting in his motorcycle seat.

(Yes dear. Come onl.)

Instead of putting his painting box near his feet, and standing on a motorcycle deck, Alishba's hands held on to the rearview handle.

The little girl who wears a helmet with a hellokitty image, and she really likes it, when standing on a motorcycle deck.

"Let's go!! Papa." He said and Pras started running the bike.

(Let's go!! Papa's.)

Yeheng!!!

Love, a special thing. No longer only felt with the body, but will always be stored in the heart.

Read it, this is a story. No, there's a sweet impression at the moment. A struggle through Mas Pras is so long.

When love blossoms and grows, it sinks with its passing.

Unlike that, his love deepened. Into his heart, soul and body.

It is ironic that a new Mas Pras feels the sweetness of love with the wife he loves. But in an instant, not even a year, he built a household, but he was left for all eternity.

It used to be a heartache because of being left married, can be treated because of meeting his soul mate. After meeting that soul mate. Apparently, the soul mate of death had separated the two of them.

Pras who loved his wife. Similarly, the wife who loved her husband very much.

Actually, it is not a problem in giving birth to the baby. Britney has been suffering from cancer for a long time. Only Britney knew that, all the family was shocked to find out, the reason for Britney's departure.

Vava, Evan, and Ghea were severely injured. Even Vava until now his attitude seemed to change. Vava was taken to the hospital. All the Pras family are very sad.

Britney's gone, Grandpa Restu's gone too. Grandpa soon followed his favorite grandson.

All this time Britney seemed cheerful, there was no sign of anything with her, which made her sick. Even Pras himself, was also unaware of it at all.

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Bye bye

...But it's all just the writing of othor gesrek Mas Pras. He. he. he's....

A few days ago Mas Pras dreamed that, and increasingly his love for his wife.

Special moment at the end of the story

"CALL ME MAS!"

The morning comes with the sunrise from the eastern horizon. After dawn prayers Pras again pull the blanket.

"Papa, Papa wake up. Papa wake up." Anxious voice from Alishba's cute lips.

(Papa, Papa's up. Papa's awake.)

Pras, who was on his stomach, hugged the bolster and his eyes were still closed, then said "Alishba, it's Saturday dear."

"Father, promise. Want take Alishba to the Ragunan." Alishba said as she drew Papa's hand.

(Father, promise. Take Alishha to Ragunan.)

Britney shook her head to see her little daughter, who was so adorable when she woke up her Papa.

"Alishba, let Papa sleep baby. The collateral will be at 9. It's only 6." Britney.

"Mama, I can't wait." Reply Alishba.

(Mama, I can't wait.)

Britney approached her son, and held him. Get him out of that room.

"Open, try you see." Britney.

(Alishba, take a look.)

(What is that bike for me?)

"Yes, a bicycle for you, baby." Answer Britney.

(Yes, that bike is for you, baby.)

Alishba got down from the arms of the mother, took a closer look and rode the pinky unyu bike.

It's Alishba's birthday today, and it's really exciting to have a new bike. Pras last night came home from work and bought him the pink bike, but since Alishba was sleeping. Britney kept it in the trunk of the car.

"Papa, buy that for me?"

(Papa, buy that for me?)

Pras who was still lazy moved from his bed, and Alishba slowly sat in the middle of the mattress.

"Nduk, ojo speaking English continues. Papa, confused." Pras.

(Son, don't talk English. Papa, confused.)

"Papa, buy that bike for Alishba?" Alishba asked with her spoiled voice.

Pras was anxious and lifted the little girl up to his chest. The little girl who is currently, has turned 6 years old.

"Happy birthday to Alishba, beautiful Papa. Mmuuac." Pras said and kissed Alishba's face.

"Kiss Papa's cheek." Pinta Pras's.

Mmuuacch!

"Right?"

Mmuuachh!

"Not yet!"

Mmuuachh!

"Papa, Papa, is that Alishba's bike?" Tanya Alishba who still wants to know from her Papa. My mom has told me. Still, Alishba still wants to hear from Papa's story.

"No, it's Giel's brother." Answer the seductive Pras.

As soon as Alishba's face changed, why was it given to her cousin's sister, not to her.

Pras was not strong enough to see the cute lips of his little daughter who was already pursed, and his eyes began to glaze over.

"Hems, Yes baby. That's Alishba's bike. Not Giel's brother. Brother Giel, it's a guy. Cook with a pink bike." Pras and Alishba cried.

Huuwwaa!! Hiikk! Hikks

"Mama.... Mamma... Mama...." Shouted Alishba who was crying loudly.

Pras was getting anxious to see his son who was already crying.

Britney, who was in the front yard of the house, heard her son screaming, and rushed straight to the room.

"Darling, why are you crying?" Britney asked, then sat down on the bed, and Alishba hugged her.

Pras was very naughty and smiled "Darling, I'm just kidding."

Britney pinched her husband's thigh with anxiety. His son was crying. But the Papa, looks innocent.

"Mama, Papa is naughty. Papa nakalin Alishba." He spoke with a sigh and did not sound clear.

"Darling, Mama pinched your Papa. Darling dong cried. He said he wanted to play the bike first. Mama just watered the plants, but you went to the room." Said Britney, stroking Alishba's hair.

Alishba in her lap and hugged Mama tightly. Still ashentic. Pras got up from his bed, and rushed to the bathroom.

Alishba was silent from her cries, and still in her mother's arms. Pras, who had washed his face, crouched down in front of his son.

"Look, we're playing bikes." Pras Say.

Aliksba was still silent, and would not listen to his father's words.

"Alishba, if you don't want to. We are not going to Ragunan. Don't look at the elephant." Pras Say.

"Mama, tell Papa. Alishba doesn't want to be with Papa." His voice and voice softly.

(Mama, tell Papa. Alishba won't be with Papa.)

"Papa, Alishba doesn't want to be with Papa." Britney.

"Why don't you want to be with Papa??" Pras asked and stroked Alishba's hair.

"Mama, tell Papa. Papa was told to play with Giel's brother."

(Mama, tell Papa. Papa told me to play with Brother Giel.)

"Papa, said Alishba. Papa play with Brother Giel." Britney said with a smile.

"Right, Papa was told to play with Brother Giel?? Yes, Papa wants to go to Brother Giel's house." Said Pras, who teased his little daughter.

Aliksba is getting clingy to his mom. Alishba started crying again.

Hiikkss!!

Pras was very anxious to make, and lifted the little girl from the arms of the mother. Alishba rebelled, and kicked the Papa. But, slowly will also be carried by the Papa.

Pras took his son out of the house, and saw his new bicycle. Alishba already had a two-wheeler, and there were additional side wheels. But this time ask for a pink one, and there's a small basket on the front side of that bike.

"Mas, there's a phone." Britney.

Pras was still holding Alishba in front of the house.

"It's Papa, not Mas." Ketus Alishba's.

"Yes, it's Papa." Pras Say.

Britney shook her head, and always forgot when in front of her son.

"Honey, if in front of Alishba do not CALL ME MAS! Alishba always protests." Bisik Pras, who still carries her little daughter.

"Yes, I forgot my mom." Reply Britney in a quiet whisper.

Lately Alishba has been protesting a lot, and does not accept that her Papa is called a mas.

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How are Mas Pras' loyal friends??

Now there are protests, when called Mas.

It's just a story, if you like to press his thumb.

Pras was enough. A story and only a story, nothing special.

From the othor gesrek Mas Pras.

Warm regards from othor 🤗😍😘

"Thank you the loyal fans of Mas Pras. May you be entertained." Britney.

Pras said "I'm sorry, if there's anything less than me, told CALL ME MAS! Thank you to all loyal readers. Sweet greetings from me. Love you's. Bye bye."

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...EXPIRE...

If someone asks for the continuation of the story.

Maybe you can consider. From some comments, ask for something sweet. In fact, the othor wanted Mas Pras to marry again, Eh.malah ran away on a bus, returned to Semarang.

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Eitts, if Mas Pras really so widower how?

Continue to suppose Mas Pras married again how?

Are you still loyal to Mas Pras??

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Othor wants to rest first.

If later still ask for a follow-up, then,

othor continue here, only,

but not update every day. 🤗😘

So stay favorite, yes. 🤗🤗😘

Love Love seabrek make it all 😘😘😘

Othor sok English, but translate hahaha.

Mas Pras dadi was confused. 😅

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Thank you loyal readers, though,

See you 🤗🤗😘😘😘